"This is."

Heloise raised her head, a hint of surprise in her violet eyes.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray cloak and holding a bronze scepter appeared in the sky not far away.

He looked relaxed, and simply waved his scepter casually, creating a flickering barrier that spanned a hundred meters, enveloping the caravan guards and cultists.

"Shh-"

In an instant, the rolling black fog on the ground dissipated completely, and the terrifying psychic black hole in the sky also disintegrated and collapsed, as if it had never appeared.

Heloise couldn't help but cover her mouth and whispered, "What a powerful spellcaster."

This man who suddenly appeared as if in response to her prayers gave her a feeling she had never experienced before.

Even the "Great Sage" Trafarano whom she followed her father to visit the Arcane Hermitage several years ago did not seem to have such a powerful and mysterious aura.

"who are you?"

The black-robed bishop raised his head, revealing a twisted octopus-shaped mask covering his face.

His voice was trembling at this moment, and he could not hide the fear and anger in his tone.

——Because this mysterious man was neither in his plan nor in the revelation of the “omniscient and omnipotent” Lord God.

"Oh, you ask who I am?"

The man sneered and responded calmly: "A bug that is about to be crushed to death is not qualified to know my name."

"Impossible, the great Lord God is obviously omniscient and omnipotent, and you are not in the plan.
I understand. You, you are a demon sent by those false gods. You want to hinder our plan and prevent the return of the Lord of Domination!"

The black-robed bishop was shaking violently, his head lowered, and he kept whispering. His voice became louder and louder, and finally turned into a crazy roar.

"Devil, I will not let you succeed! The God of Domination will eventually come to the world!"

He raised the bone staff in his hand high, and a strange energy surged in his dark eyes.

An ear-piercing scream was heard, and a powerful psychic shock wave gushed out, hitting the man in the gray cloak in the sky.

"Om-"

The mere aftermath of the psychic impact was enough to make the caravan guards cover their ears in pain. They fell to the ground, struggling continuously, with blood flowing from their mouths and noses.

Heloise also covered her ears, but still tried her best to raise her head and whispered: "Be careful--"

However, the man in the sky just slowly raised the bronze scepter and said unhurriedly: "How boring, it's still these old-fashioned methods."

"boom--"

In an instant, an extremely dazzling lightning flashed from the top of the bronze scepter.

A thick beam of lightning burst out, ruthlessly destroying everything in its path.

Even the impact of psychic energy was instantly dissipated by this terrifying elemental storm and could not be blocked even for a moment.

"This is impossible!"

The black-robed bishop uttered an unbelievable cry, and his dark eyes seemed to see it.

But the instinct for survival still forced him to activate psychic teleportation. The space was distorted by the power of the mind, and the thin body wrapped in a black robe instantly appeared a hundred meters away.

But his subordinates were not so lucky.

Accompanied by endless thunder and dazzling lightning, the thick beam of lightning instantly appeared in front of the cultists.

These poor guys didn't even have time to scream before the high-voltage electric current instantly turned their bodies and clothes into ashes.

"boom!"

Behind them, even the rocks showed signs of burning and cracks, and countless pieces of gravel rolled down.

The man in mid-air waved his scepter lightly, and the lightning beam instantly swept across an area of ​​hundreds of meters, engulfing all the hundreds of cultists.

"I haven't cast a spell in such a long time, so my hands are a little rusty."

He then ended the spell and blew away the green smoke coming out of the bronze scepter.

Fine arcs of electricity were still dancing around the staff, and the air exploded with crackling sounds, as if it was still savoring the massive attack.

"Boohoo."

At this moment, there were still arcs of electricity on the ground, and the hundreds of cultists had been reduced to ashes, with wisps of green smoke rising from them.

And on Mount Marr in the back, a charred mark spanned hundreds of meters, deeply carved into the rock, as if a giant had cut a scar on the hillside with a knife.

"By Heim, this is really..."

Looking at the charred remains of the enemy just now, Marvin, the captain of the escort, was stunned and could hardly hold the rifle in his hand.

Hundreds of meters away, the black-robed bishop stared at the man floating in the air, panting and gritting his teeth, saying:
"You cannot stop the cult's plan, the Lord's cause will surely succeed.

Just wait, by that time, all you sinners will be thrown into endless purgatory.

Warriors of the Lord! Hold him back, and your souls will ascend to the true heaven!"

The black-robed bishop waved his hand, and the motley army of goblins, bugbears, gnolls and other wilderness monsters behind him immediately swarmed forward with fanatical expressions.

He held the bone staff in his hand, ready to activate psychic teleportation again and evacuate from here.

In addition to their plan, the spellcaster needs to discuss carefully with several adults in the cult to find a response strategy, so that they can welcome the arrival of the Lord of Domination in a perfect manner.

"Who gave you the courage to run away right under my nose?"

However, with just a sneer, the surrounding space instantly twisted and shattered, and the man had already arrived above his head, raising the bronze scepter in his hand.

The sky has become overcast and shrouded in haze. A faint glow can be seen through the rolling clouds, which are accumulating terrible power.

The black-robed bishop looked up at the dense thunderclouds, watching the lightning that was about to fall, and kept shaking his head and muttering to himself:

"No, no, the Lord God will protect me, these sinners cannot kill me"

"boom!"

A bolt from the blue, resounding through the sky.

Lightning as thick as a bowl came down from the thundercloud, tearing the sky apart like a spear and striking the bishop like a divine punishment.

A solid psychic shield suddenly unfolded around the black-robed bishop, but it was like paper in front of the terrifying lightning and was easily shattered.

"Do not--"

The next moment, the bishop was engulfed in dazzling lightning. When the lightning gradually dissipated, only a pile of ashes remained on the ground.

However, the man in the sky still held high the bronze scepter in his hand, and the thick dark clouds were still spreading rapidly, covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire monster army.

"God of domination, what is that?"

"Bishop, the Bishop is dead!"

"Kill him! Kill that human spellcaster! The Lord of Domination will protect us and make us the new bishops!"

"Yes, tear him apart! For the Lord of Domination!"

The fanatical monster soldiers shot arrows into the sky, threw stones and spears, and even some strong werewolves tried to drag him to the ground.

However, an invisible force field magic surrounded the man, and all the arrows and spears were deflected and pierced their own bodies instead. "The God of Domination?
This kind of thing actually dares to call itself a god?"

The man looked down at the crazy monsters with contempt, pacing carelessly in the sky and turning a blind eye to their crazy attacks.

His calm voice echoed across the wasteland, even drowning out the noisy roars of the monsters.

The hurricane swept across the land, blowing the monsters all over the place, and even some goblins were swept into the air.

Finally, the man calmly swung down the bronze scepter, and the terrible thunder accumulated in the dark clouds was about to pour out. The wind was howling, but the world seemed to have fallen into silence.

The knowledgeable eldest daughter of the Silver family, who was watching the battle from hundreds of meters away, recognized the spell.

——She had seen descriptions of this spell in the ancient books of the Arcane Hermitage.

Heloise looked up at the thick dark clouds covering the earth and murmured to herself: "This is an ancient nine-ring spell."

"Storm of Vengeance."

The next moment, her pupils were filled with dazzling reflected lightning. The sky suddenly became bright and the faces of everyone present were illuminated palely.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The thunder roared and raged like an angry beast.

Countless lightning bolts of terrifying power fell from the sky at the same time, like a divine punishment, blasting the miscellaneous monsters on the ground into pieces.

"Oh, the Lord God!"

"I don't want to die!"

"This, this is divine punishment. This is the punishment from the Lord God to us! That man is a messenger sent by Him!"

"The world is going to end!"

The evil creatures that had managed to survive, such as goblins, bugbears, gnolls, gray dwarves, etc., were wailing and fleeing everywhere.

But what awaits them is not a way to survive, but an even more desperate scene.

The dark clouds were churning and rolling, with lightning and thunder roaring underneath, and strong winds howling. Bolts of lightning were falling one after another, chasing after the monsters and striking them.

Soon after, countless bone-corrosive acid rains fell from the clouds. Dense holes were eroded on the heads and backs of many monsters, and they soon fell to the ground.

"what!"

"God of Domination"

"It hurts! It's the rain! It's the rain that kills people!"

Eventually, strong winds and icy rain will hit all areas under the cloud, freezing the remaining wounded monsters into ice, ending their ravaged lives.

After all this was over, the dark clouds gradually dissipated and the sun shone on the earth again, as if nothing had ever happened.

Only the broken spears on the ground, the remains of monsters, and the charred marks left by lightning could remind people of the natural disaster storm that had just occurred.

A monster army of thousands of people was easily destroyed.

However, the man who created all this with his own hands had a normal expression on his face, still floating in the air, as if he had just done something insignificant.

The gray cloak behind him fluttered in the wind, and the bronze scepter in his hand sparkled in the sunlight.

However, no one noticed that an ugly, twisting larva appeared in his sleeve, was wrapped in a layer of light film, and then disappeared.

"Gods"

"call"

"Thank God, we survived."

"I can't believe what happened today. Was I dreaming?"

"Yes, the sudden attacker and the spellcaster."

The people of the Silver Caravan collapsed on the ground. They talked to each other with lingering fear and expressed their feelings of escaping death.

They all looked up at the sky, focusing their eyes on the mysterious man who had helped them, and suddenly fell silent again.

"."

Yes, everything is not over yet. Whether they can leave here depends on whether the spellcaster is an enemy or a friend. The disaster-like scene just now is still lingering in their minds.

What happened today was so bizarre that everyone in the Silver Caravan was overwhelmed.

They were first ambushed by cultists and a legion of monsters, then targeted by the so-called "Dominant God", and then rescued by this spellcaster.

The man in the sky landed on the ground, but did not take any further action. He just waited quietly for something.

Heloise said in a deep voice: "Marvin, take good care of these family guards and tell them not to act rashly under any circumstances.

I will go and express my gratitude to that gentleman.”

Marvin hesitated for a moment, but still reminded softly: "Miss, this may be a little dangerous, how about we..."

Heloise walked quickly towards the north, leaving behind a firm statement: "I am the head of the Silver family caravan, you are only responsible for following orders."

Marvin knew that it was hopeless to dissuade her, so he lowered his head and responded respectfully, "Yes, Miss."

Heloise observed the mysterious spellcaster calmly: he looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a neat beard and an old gray cloak.

He has a unique temperament. Just standing there, he is the center of the world, and everything seems to revolve around him.

Although he was a little old, his face was very charming, and his deep eyes revealed a familiar emotion - it seemed to be contempt.

Heloise was very familiar with this emotion; it was the contempt that was inadvertently revealed when a superior treated an inferior.

"It would be unusual for such a powerful spellcaster not to be arrogant."

Heloise thought so, she came to the man, lifted her skirt, saluted respectfully, lowered her eyes, and then said:

"Greetings and sincere thanks from Heloise Silver in Victoria Harbour.

My Lord Warlock, you generously and selflessly lent a hand to help us repel the enemy. Our Silver family will give you enough rewards to..."

The man interrupted her with a little surprise: "Can you tell that I'm a warlock?"

Heloise answered truthfully, "Only a powerful sorcerer like you can have this kind of charm, but this is the first time I have seen someone to your level."

The man immediately understood, shook his head and laughed, "I haven't dealt with ordinary people for too long, I even overlooked this.

But I haven’t heard of the city of Victoria Harbour. It should be in Xingang in the Silver Moon Bay area.”

Before he finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly subsided, and he became as ordinary as an ordinary mortal.

Heloise was suddenly shocked, and her mind was working rapidly - you know, Victoria Harbour was established four hundred years ago. At that time, the ancestor of the Silver family was still an unknown fisherman.

But this mysterious and powerful sorcerer had never heard of the famous Victoria Harbour!
Who is he?
So, Heloise lowered her posture further and took the initiative to ask: "Sir, you are the benefactor of the Silver family. How should we address you?"

The man, or rather Cassius, smiled warmly and replied in a relaxed tone:
"Miss Heloise, getting rid of those bugs is just a matter of convenience, it's not a big deal.

As for the name, you can call me "Hermit". " (End of this chapter)